an xiaowan trembled, as if she was crying.
huo shen took a deep breath and only reacted after a long time. he squatted down and grabbed an xiaowan's shoulder tightly.
there was a wave of emotion in his dark eyes, and his fingers that were holding her shoulder were so strong that they were turning white.
he spoke in a very soft voice.
"You used it?"
with so many bottles, huo shen could only think optimistically. if she used them every time she bought them, there wouldn't be so many bottles left. therefore, she either rarely used it or had never used it before.
Huo Shen didn't even have the time to think about whether there was a flower pendant in his bag.
He was just thinking about whether an Xiaowan had used the things in these bottles, how many times she had used them, how many times she had used them, and what kind of situation she was in now.
The woman he was holding lowered her head and started to sob.
She trembled and her eyes were a little empty.
